Magneto had sent Dantevian with a message. If the members of the Brotherhood showed up would determine if that deliquent childe of his actually obeyed. He made his way with the signature helm upon his head and his cape dancing lightly with motions from his form, through the gates. Not bothering to use a key he merely forced them to open. If they were smart they had already changed the locking passwords. He would find out who had led in his stead. These two would become the new right and left hands of the Brotherhood. For now he walked in. Mystique should already be here. The others shortly following suit or joining. "Hello. Hello. Hello. It is good to be home." Came the stoic and cold sounding voice of Erik, also known more widely as, Magneto.